I'm obsessed with mafiatale. And I saw that there is a mafia version of bendy and the ink machine. *squeals*
Have fun! I'm in love with this idea~
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"Ay yo! Princess wake up!" A voice yells in your face, ripping the sack off of your head.
You winced from your massive headache. The last thing you remember is working your usual shift at your dads tavern, then all hell broke loose after two skeletons walked in.
Apparently, your dad owed a massive amount of money to a threatening Mob boss known as Artsy or the horned woman.
So, until your dad got her money, they're gonna hold you hostage.
You were tied to a chair, your arms bound behind your back as your head hung low, still hurting from the bonk to the head from one of her goons.
"There you go, about time! God, I didn't think I hit ya that hard." The tall one chuckles.
"Hey, I think you should ease off her, she's got a nasty gash.. I think we should get Cupcake in here." One said with a Irish accent.
"Fine.. I guess her old man would want her in one piece.. Alright we'll do what you say Pretty boy." The short one sighed, walking out of the room.
'Pretty boy' Walked up to you, kneeling down to check your face, your dull eyes met his mismatched ones.
"Are ya doing alright lass? I'm sorry we had to take ya.. And hurt cha.. But you know how it is. Smart family business." He smiles nervously.
You slowly nod, the only thing that really hurt was your head and wrists from the ropes, but other than that you were fine.
He smiles. "Great, I'll get cha a glass of water, I'm sure you throat hurts from all the screamin' ya did." He stands up again and walks out the door, not even bothering to shut it.
After about ten minuets, a skeleton clad in pink and black knelt down to your level, a med kit in his lap, he wore pink silk gloves over his hands.
"Ooh.. That looks like it hurts.. They should have been better at their jobs! Then maybe you wouldn't be here with a gash!" He sighs and takes a damp cloth, patting the wound gently.
You wince.
"Sorry." He sends you a reassuring smile. "It'll all be over soon, I just have to put a bandage over the cut." He pats your shoulder then places a square bandage over your wound.
He stands and pecks the bandaid, making you blush. "Sorry, its a habit!" He smiles and walks out, giving you one last look before disappearing around the corner.
Pretty boy had returned only moments later, a glass full of water in his gloved hands, his gloves being fingerless with studs on the knuckles.
"Here you go lass, I see that Cupcake took care of your nasty wound, that's great." He removes the tape off your mouth, and lifts the glass to your lips.
After a few sips, your throat was already starting to feel better, maybe you could speak soon.
"T-thank y--ou." You cough.
"Anythin' for you lass, listen, the boss wants to see you, don't worry though, you're not in any trouble." He smiles awkwardly and walks behind you to untie you.
After a minuet or two, he untied you and the ropes fell to the floor, you began to rub your sore wrists.
"This way." The wolf boy takes your hand and guides you down a hall, where many pictures hung on the walls. Most of them were mugshots, other were of skeletons you haven't seen.
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Once outside of the office, Pretty boy sent you a good luck smile and left you outside of their boss's office.
You sat awkwardly in the chair next to the door, a small cactus on the side table almost poked your elbow.
The office door opened and out flew a bat with white and orange fur, they turned around the corner, seeming to be annoyed.
"You can't just turn into a bat and fly away when you don't want to deal with things!" A females voice yelled after the bat.
"Vatch me!" The bat screamed back at her.
You just sat there with wide eyes, completely confused as to what the hell just happened.
Another male skeleton walked out in front of you, his tux being green and black, under the fedora poisonous vipers hung over his eyes like side swept bangs.
"Hey, the boss will sssee you now." He puts a hand on his hip.
You nervously nod and walk into the office, the grogon shut the door behind you, possibly locking you in.
"Please, take a seat hun." A female voice said.
You turned to her, she was human unlike the skeletons, her skin pale, her brown hair brushed to the side, hanging over her shoulder. She wore a sparkly red dress with a pink fuzzy boa. Her glasses shined with glitter in the lamps lighting. Two horns sat on her head, which parted her hair.
She had to be the horned mistress.
She sent you a smile as you took a seat across from her, and her intimidating goons/body guards.
One wore a white straight jacket, keeping his arms behind his back.
The other wore a black jumpsuit, his hands were in his pockets as his teal eyes studied you.
"Now, I'm gonna go ahead and get to the point, this story is already nine hundred plus words." She says, facepalming.
You had no idea what she was talking about.
"Anyway, since your idiotic father is horrible with deadlines, you will be staying here until he pays off his dept. If he doesn't, we keep you. If he does, you get to go home. In the meantime, don't try escaping, or I will let Switchblade here out of his restraints." She smirks and points the guard dressed in white.
He smiles at you with a sinister smirk that makes your blood run cold.
"But, I don't want to have to do that. Stay on my good side and we'll be good. Got it sweetheart?" She asks, crossing her arms over her desk.
You nod nervously.
"Good! Now, make yourself at home. I'll have Spooky show you where to go." She presses a button under her desk.
Suddenly, another skeleton fazes out of thin air, his body being see through, smoke poured through his neck wound. "Yes mother?"
"Take the girl to her room, and show her to the cafeteria, dinner will be ready soon."
'Spooky' nods, taking you by the hand and pulling you into the hall.
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Your room was very much like a fancy hotel room, you even had your own closet. And mini fridge. And bathroom.
You sat on your bed trying to rethink your whole day.
Who were these skeletons? Why did they all have such strange nicknames? Were you ever gonna see your family again?
A knock on your door interrupts your thoughts, and in comes a skeleton dressed in a stunningly bright purple and neon pink suit.
"Dinner is ready princess. You want anything?" He asks, hand on his hip seductively, his two tails swished behind him.
You shakily nod and blush when your stomach growls loudly.
He snickers. "I'll take that as a yes, the names Charmer by the way." He winks and walks out of your room.
You sigh and follow after him, trying to ignore the way he swayed his hips as he walked.
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You were greeted with a huge dining table full of skeletons and tons of food.
You sat at the table between two skeletons, one tall the other tall. One was dressed in blue and black, he had an hourglass on his tie. The other dressed in orange and black, he had bat wings tucked behind his back.
The horned woman sat at the end of the table eating her pasta ad did everyone else, as did you. It was really good.
"Welcome home princess. Enjoy your stay." The fallen angel smirked, his wings fluffed as he smirked at you.
End....?